Mb. Davis on the ^Poetry oj the Chinese. 4-1.9 



The mingled sound of voices is heard in the shops at evening- : 

 During midwinter the heaped-up snows adhere to the pathway : 

 Lamps are displa3'ed at niglit along the street sides. 

 Whose radiance twinkles like the stars of the sky." 



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" The climate is too cold for the cultivation of rice. 



But they have f jr ages been exempt from the evils of famine : 



With strong tea th>y immingle rich cream. 



And their baked wheaten bread is involved in unctuous lard. 



Here excellent meats are served in covers of silver. 



And fine wines are poured into gem-like cups : 



The custom of the country pays respect to the ceremony of meals, 



Previous to the repast, they make a change in their vestments." 



Of a similar description with the stanzas on London is another poem, 

 not concerning the EngUsh exclusively, but Europeans in general, com- 

 posed by a Hong merchant who has been dead some years. This person, 

 notwithstanding his unpoetical profession, was possessed of very respectable 

 literary acquirements, and one of his sons held a high rank in the imperial 

 college at Peking. — " After an intercourse of thirty years (to use his own 

 expressions), which had made him tolerably familiar with the peculiarities 

 of foreigners, he had retired, stricken in years, into solitude, and amused 

 himself over his cups (like Letaepih, of course) in composing a score of 

 stanzas commemorative of some strange customs and opinions prevailing 

 beyond the seas."— The production corresponds with its title, Seyaiig tsdli- 

 yoong, " Unconnected Stanzas on Europeans ;" and, after the perusal of the 



